Even if Yinzuo was a slippery loach, he could not withstand the joint attack of his elder brother and second brother. Soon he was caught by Yinzhi and dragged in front of Kangxi. Kangxi looked around, pulled a chair over, and pointed at the chair to Yinzhi.
"Put him on the chair for me. Hey, not sitting, but with his butt facing upwards..."
Good man, if I was sitting, I would just get a slap on the palm of my hand, but with my butt facing upwards... Oh, I miscalculated today...
"Khan Ama, you have no moral principles. This is clearly a quarrel between father and son. How could you find help for yourself? It would be fine if you found help, but your son is already an adult now, and you want to spank him. Doesn't he have any dignity? Oh...you really hit him..."
Of course I really hit him, otherwise do you think I made such a big scene to tease you? Although Kangxi restrained his strength when hitting Yinzuo, his butt still felt a burning pain. He had never been a man who cared about his face, so compared with the pain in his butt, Yinzuo felt that the loss of his face was nothing.
"Father, I was wrong. I promise I will never play such a joke on you again. Can you forgive me this time? How about I sing you a little song? Oh... I apologized, didn't I? Why are you still hitting me?"
It is said that those who are favored are fearless. The fact that Yinzuo dared to act like that all day long was definitely related to Kangxi's indulgence. When the immortal father thought of the little song his son sang to him last time, he could not bring himself to swing the ruler. After raising his hand twice and being reluctant to hit him, Kangxi angrily threw the ruler to the ground, then rolled up his sleeves and started to slap him.
Kangxi's brilliant move left Yinzhen and the others dumbfounded. No, was he truly that much in love? He'd just spanked him twice, hadn't he? Was he the only one you had? Then what about all the beatings and whippings we'd received before? Was it just bad luck?
As Yinzhi was distracted, he loosened his grip on Yinzuo. Yinzuo immediately seized the opportunity and pushed the chair in front of him aside and ran out in an instant. He stopped only when he was almost at the door of the tent, then turned around and covered his butt to look at his father and complain.
"Khan Ama, how can you be like this? I am your biological son. How can you be so cruel? My son's butt is probably swollen from being beaten by you."
"Being blessed but unaware of it"—this is the unanimous assessment of Yinzuo's current behavior by Yinzhi and his companions. If you're not his biological son, then what are we? Picked up from outside? He couldn't even bring himself to spank you with a ruler, but what about us? He showed no mercy at all. A swollen butt is nothing; at least you're still intact. We were punished by the petals...
Kangxi patted Yinzuo and let out his anger. Seeing him covering his butt and looking at him pitifully, the old father felt distressed again. He walked to the main seat and sat down, then raised his hand to signal his sons to go back and sit down.
"You deserve it. Let's see if you dare to speak nonsense like this again next time. If I hear you talk about life and death again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
Yinzuo's butt was indeed a little painful at this moment, but it was definitely not as exaggerated as he showed. The force was mutual. Kangxi slapped him with a slap, so naturally the degree of pain was easier to grasp. When he saw Yinzuo like that, he knew he was acting again, but in the end he couldn't help but feel sorry for his son, so he finally agreed to his wish.
"Alright, stop pretending. I know exactly how hard I hit you. You're just trying to get some free time. I agree. You don't have to come tomorrow, but you must come the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, your sister Duan Jing and her husband will come. You and your third sister haven't seen each other for years, right? You can't be absent this time when we finally meet."
Yinzuo was just about to sit down, but when he heard Kangxi mention Princess Duanjing, he paused, but it only lasted for a moment, and he soon returned to normal.
"Since Third Sister is coming, then of course my son won't be absent. Since Third Sister got married, I've only seen her once, in the second year after her wedding. Four or five years have passed in the blink of an eye. I don't know how she's doing now. Is Garzang treating her well?"
Although Yinzuo asked this question, he knew clearly in his heart that his sister must not be having a good life now. The marriage of princesses has always been a game between powerful people, full of power struggles and political considerations.
In the 35th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, Emperor Kangxi established eight garrison banners at the headquarters of the Kharchin tribe. The purpose of this move was to further strengthen the control over the nobles of various Mongolian tribes. This was naturally a good thing for the Qing court, but it was not a good thing for the Mongolian tribes. His brother-in-law was not a good-tempered person. Now that the conflict between the two sides intensified, how good could he be to his wife who came to marry him?
You have to know that in history, Princess Duanjing was kicked to death by her husband, which shows how deep the resentment between the two sides was at that time. Thinking of this, Yinzuo couldn't help feeling helpless that he knew the outcome but was unable to change it. His father wanted to further strengthen his control over the Mongolian tribes, so he would inevitably take a series of measures. From the perspective of the Qing Dynasty, this was not wrong, but this series of measures taken by the Qing court would inevitably harm the interests of the Mongolian tribes. People were definitely unwilling to surrender, so it was normal for them to express dissatisfaction and resist. From the perspective of Galzang, it was also correct. The most pitiful one was his sister. She was really caught in a dilemma because she was caught between her father, husband, and even children.
Yinzuo's silence naturally attracted the attention of Kangxi, who was sitting at the top. After all, when had this brat ever been so quiet? Was he up to some evil plan again?
"Yinzuo, what are you thinking about? I have to warn you, many people have come to me to give advice in the past two days. You'd better stay quiet and don't cause any trouble."
Yinzuo was lost in thought when Kangxi's sudden voice startled him. His father's interruption instantly dissipated the emotion that had just arisen in his heart. He first raised his hand to pat his little heart that was pounding with fear, and then he looked at his father.
"Khan Ama, what are you talking about? Do you think my son is a troublemaker who only knows how to cause trouble? Besides, what kind of trouble could my son cause? I was just thinking that Altai seems to be coming this time, and my son brought a musket with him. I must have a good fight with him during the hunting. I don't believe that I can't beat him with a bow and arrow, so how can I lose to him with a musket?"
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